In the year 2030 the world will end. The very ground you stand on will be ripped from beneath you. You will be forsaken to a damned life by that which you cannot possibly understand. As you slowly lose everything you will wonder why you weren't enough. You will reach a point where you will wish darkness could fill the void. And you will wonder why, in the end, you couldn't save them. You will realize you are only human and to be human is to have one foot in the grave. You will take my hand. You will walk with me in this nightmare.